Simpin' (feat. Jade Winter White & Smith the Poet)

You got me playing simp songs on the stereo Still thinking 'bout last night, you're troubled, aren't we all? The crazy pull that gravitates my full attention When you place your hands on my... mmm I reminisce it I just miss it, my whole attention span's yours When you kiss it, hope it's mutual I'm just simpin'! this gravitational pull Has me simpin' Grown ish, I insist, Pennywise a well I think the timing tells, more reminding than hell Tiny Dancer, it's sad, with no chalice champ Pump your stereo, what was last night? Fucked and carried with its past life Wrote off morning moans, I'm the bad guy Said he outie yo, gotta catch a fight Simply simp, an ode to a meantime Fucking find the well, that ain't me I ain't falling flat, I don't feel my Phallus, champ, up in Sea-side What was last night? Broke the bed, bye! Crushed and buried her with my past life Rode off, morning notes, I'm your bad night Said I'm outie, yo, gotta fly a kite Simply hella thrown, you wanna trip, like You got me playing simp songs on the stereo Still thinking 'bout last night, you're troubled, aren't we all? The crazy pull that gravitates my full attention When you place your hands on my... mmm I reminisce it I just miss it, my whole attention span's yours When you kiss it, hope it's mutual I'm just simpin'! this gravitational pull Has me simpin' Got me, got me, got me, got me Got me simpin', my surprise, looking down at other guys All the homies steady pimpin' so my feelings I'mma hide They can call it being whipped, but I'm just tripping on your vibe Got me simpin', buying flowers, how you not abusing power? Looking at me sour like I'm paying by the hour Got me running up the tower just to offer you a ride White lie, a "chance encounter", just to get a little time Tick, tick, tick. 'Cause I got you on my mind Want to say I got you, but I got to make you mine Want to think it's mutual, misreading the signs Blushing in my cubicle with every message chime Think you're more than beautiful, don't know what to do Ego makes me suitable, why don't you see? I wish I knew Telling you I'm dutiful, just scared to talk to you Yo, you got me simpin', tryna call you "boo" You got me simpin', double-dipping Don't forget this motive isn't Just in splitting your thighs Splitting your thighs I'm orbiting, exorbitantly Need more of me? I'm yours to eat Long as I'm getting inside Got to make you mine! Wait, what? What did he say? No, bro That's fucking creepy That's horrible